Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ray's still up in the woods, right? Uh... Oh.
We got a situation here.
...business concerns. No, just back for a visit.
She's mad because I slept with Randy.
Because we would be amenable to that.
No.
Carol? Wha--?
So is this.
Wha--? Finally, a non-idiotic greeting.
Yes. Randy. Which I probably should've mentioned earlier.
I would love more of your moist and hot pie.
I heard you. And I can also read, so--
Well, make sure it's a short one.
Come here, you skinny-legged son of a bitch!
Oh, please! You're gonna murder him so you can take over his dope farm!
What brings you back up the holler?
Oh, all right, I'll be your beard.
Remember? We picked you up last night, said we were going on a trip?
Well, I only got to ninth grade!
No! Ray, that was sarcasm.
Hahahaha Phrasing
No, I swear, this was just an extremely unlikely mishap with the barbed wire.
Thank you, Janelle, I would love more of your moist and hot pie.
Well, y'all do live in New York City. Just New York.
While you were in bed with my wife! Our marriage was never consummated!
ARCHER : You've reached Sterling Archer's voice-mail.
Or have we literally gone back in time?
Lana!
No, and to where? Six Flags Over The Shittier Parts of Chernobyl?